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The opera was over, and there was a storm of applause that developed into an ovation. 'The tenor isn't really handsome, after all, said Lady Erskin. 'I think the women of to-day are shameless, said the rector's wife, casting a last indignant glance at the box across the theatre. 'I feel a perfect rag, said Lady Erskin's daughter. 'Good heavens! Elise, what's the matter? 'Nothing.
"We all went to Tibbals to see the Kinge, who used my mother and my aunt very gratiouslie; but we all saw a great chaunge betweene the fashion of the Court as it was now, and of y in ye Queene's, for we were all lowzy by sittinge in Sr Thomas Erskin's chamber." Memoir: Anne Countess of Dorset, 1603. It was the 26th of February, that first day that they "hit the Long Trail."
Between them was Lady Erskin's rather pretty daughter, and behind her, with all her vivid personality made glorious in its setting of velvety cloak and creamy gown, was Elise Durwent, enjoying a three days' respite from her long tour of duty. The lights went out, and with the rising of the curtain the little drama of tenderness and cruelty held the stage.
'Who is that in the opposite box, with the leopard's skin on her shoulders? queried the rector's wife. 'I think Butterfly is topping, said Lady Erskin's daughter. 'I always weep buckets in the second act. 'I should like to die to music like that, said Elise, almost to herself. Close by a communication-trench, Dick Durwent stood shivering in the cool night-air.
'Really, said the rector's wife, fixing her lorgnette on the opposite box, 'that person with the leopard's skin looks absolutely like a cannibal. 'I'm just swimming in tears, was the comment of Lady Erskin's daughter. Elise said nothing; nor did she hear them speak. Her heart was fluttering wildly, and her hands were clasped tightly together.
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